novelraw Chapter 392 - 5: The Old Chu Family’s Farce_2
Chapter 392 - 5: The Old Chu Family’s Farce_2
Chapter 392: Chapter 5: The Old Chu Family’s Farce_2
The fourth daughter-in-law was weeping profusely — even the hidden jar of malted milk had disappeared.
After all, Chu River was no stranger to good food. A spoon of malted milk mixed with a bowl of water just wasn’t tasty enough for her, so she took three spoons each.
The Old Chu Family might not have much, but it certainly had a lot of people.
The jar was now empty, having been rinsed with water by a young nephew and guzzled away.
Now, the jar was as clean as could be.
The third daughter-in-law, witnessing this tragedy and realizing her own hidden treats were almost gone, felt even more determined to quickly marry off this plague-like shrew!
The daughters-in-law were almost up in arms, and Old Mrs. Chu would surely be brought back to life by sheer fury.
Her oil, her salt, her whole basket of eggs!
— It’s a crime!
This must be a ghost possessing her!
Anyone bold enough to squander things like this must be possessed by a ghost! Even a rich family doesn’t eat like this!
Old Mrs. Chu looked completely distorted, her face twisted, and she charged forward with her all: "I’ll fight you to the death!"
Who knew Chu River, satisfied and in a good mood, would easily sidestep, watching as Old Mrs. Chu tumbled face-first into the mud, covered in broken eggshells and yesterday’s uncleaned chicken droppings and feathers.
But being in a good mood doesn’t mean she won’t hit back.
As Old Mrs. Chu let out an "ouch" and shakily got up, Chu River reached over and grabbed the nearby silent, copper-faced Old Chu.
"Grandpa!"
Chu River was quite the hero, her sweet call followed by a slap — mainly because she was adept at this as other forms, like kicking arms and legs, would require too much strength.
If the old man fell ill, hospital bills would certainly consume Chu Family’s resources.
That wouldn’t do, everything in the Old Chu Family was hers now.
A slap landed squarely on the back of his head.
The old man, having never been humiliated like this in his life, now had a purple face, buzzing ears, and saw stars as he sat gasping for breath on the ground.
Chu River retracted her hand, smiling brightly at Old Mrs. Chu:
"You want to fight me to the death?"
"How will you fight?"
"Like this?"
With that, another slap landed on the other side of Old Chu’s head.
The so-called "punching the old man of the southern mountain" was exactly this kind of posture.
...
Mind you, even though she had lost her memory, she was spot-on in finding problems.
Like hitting Old Mrs. Chu, sure, she’d be scared, but she’d bounce around like a flea, heartbroken at the sight of anything.
But how to handle Old Mrs. Chu?
The trick was the head of the household.
Old Mrs. Chu wouldn’t allow anyone to disrespect her husband.
At this moment, she immediately raised the white flag, her eyes brimming with tears:
"That’s your grandfather!"
Chu River nodded: "If he wasn’t my grandpa, I wouldn’t hit him! Hitting old people, that’s beneath me."
Feeling a tad remorseful, she added, "Alright, I really shouldn’t have hit an old man. Pick a son for me to hit, make the son pay for the father’s debt."
She said, rather earnestly and generously, "After all the trouble you caused me, I need to vent my anger to feel better."
The old man is her lifeline, but so are the sons!
Old Mrs. Chu made a quick decision, pulling the second daughter-in-law aside:
"You hit her then."
The eldest daughter-in-law had five brothers, the old lady couldn’t risk upsetting her.
The third son’s wife had some money, they’d need her help for the third son.
The fourth daughter-in-law had just given birth to her first child, at least two more births were needed for the Chu Family to flourish.
But the second daughter-in-law, having birthed two girls, clearly had failing fields in producing a golden grandson, and her family didn’t have many brothers either, so go ahead and hit her.
Divorce, what of it?
The second daughter-in-law, still grieving her lost brown sugar, was suddenly pushed forward, her cries stopping abruptly.
She looked at Old Mrs. Chu, then at her husband sitting aside, feeling utterly incredulous.
"Mother..."
She called out shakily, looking particularly pitiful.
The husband, feeling sorry for her, said, "Mother, how can you let my wife get hit."
Old Mrs. Chu sighed: "Son, I know you’re aggrieved, but you don’t have a son to carry on the family name, now endure a little humiliation, later your nephews will honor you."
The eldest niece, having had a full meal of sugared stuffed egg, now saw her mother being pushed out to get hit. Knowing how formidable her aunt was, she stood up and said:
"Grandma, you’re clearly the one who angered Aunt, why let my mom take the beating!"
"Slap!"
Old Mrs. Chu, filled with pent-up frustration with nowhere to vent, reached out and gave the granddaughter a hard slap: "A girl like you, such a burden, should have been drowned at birth, and now you dare to raise havoc!"